“What’s he want?”
“He doesn’t — I do.”
“What do you want?”
“I want to know all about him.”
“Ask somebody else.”
“Why not introduce us?” I asked.
The man said, “I’m Stanwick Carlton.”
“Oh,” I said.
Sellers walked over and sat down in the most comfortable chair in the place.
I put my hand out to Carlton and said, “Glad to know you, Mr. Carlton.”